Most of the animal-human hybrids are slowly becoming extinct because of experiments killing them yet they still remain as 10℅ of the world's population. What would happen if the mouse hybrid reader was to meet the cat hybrid Bts?
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*B E E P* *B E E P* *B E E- . . . My hand fell from my now silent alarm as I slowly opened my eyes. My mind was blank as I shuffled to the bathroom and splashed water on my face. I brushed my teeth and looked at the mirror. I squished at my chubby face, wishing the fat would go away. I have wanted to lose weight but have never had motivation to do so. I got dressed into a white sweater and light blue ripped jeans. "(y/n)!" my mum shouted at me from downstairs. She had been staying at mine this week and was going away in two weeks. I walked down stairs and smiled at her "good morning mum!" I said to her. She passed me an egg on toast, "here, eat that up!"she said"and why haven't you retracted your ears and tail yet?". I gasped and looked at my reflection in the oven
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(this is kinda what you'd look like with them showing, this art is not mine)
I quickly retracted them and put on my yellow c0nverse. I ate my breakfast and, after thanking my mother, I grabbed my stuff and left. I quietly walked to the library and sat down. I opened up my notebook and continued writing my story about the personification of flowers, how different ones would act different ways. After a few hours I was walking in the street and suddenly felt really weary.
I was walking, looking at the ground and suddenly bumped into someone. I shrieked like a little girl (if only manly little girls existed ಥ_ಥ) and stumbled back a bit, dropping my notebook. "I-I'm so sorry!" I said, realizing the guy in front of me was a neko. "it's fine! My name is Namjoon", The guy said before picking up my notebook and passing it to me. "Is that a diary?" Namjoon asked, indicating to the notebook. "Oh um it's a book I've been writing", I replied awkwardly. "Oh wow! You're a writer?", Namjoon said before continuing "I've only ever written song lyrics"he said, embarrassed. "that's cool! I've always wanted to be a kpop idol but I don't know how to become one"I replied. "well I'm part of a kpop group called Bts-"he said, stopping when he got a message on his phone. "Oh I've got to go! What was your name again? " he asked. "uh- (y/n)!"I replied as he started to walk away. "(y/n).. Hmmm... Let's be friends!" he said at be entrance of a building. "oh um okay!" I said, shocked.
I walked back to my house and sat on my bed, dumbfounded. So I decided to search up Bts. Wow, they're sopopular, how haven't I heard of them before. I thought to myself as I looked at the views on their music after listening to some songs. But I can tell from the way they act that they're all secretly nekos. I fell asleep that night watching anime. . . . (T) (I) (M) (E) (S) (K) (I) (P)
It was the day after the notebook incident. I walked awkwardly into a cafe and sat down. There was seven guys wearing masks and some wearing sunglasses. It looked like they were a gang, probably best to just ignore them, as well as the fact that from their scents, they were all nekos. After a while of reading a book, I heard loud laughs and looked up, startled. I made eye contact with one without sunglasses. Shoot. I thought to myself. "(y/n)?"The neko said. "hey that is you!, come sit" the voice I now realized was Namjoon's said, offering me a seat. "oh okay!" I said nervously. After introducing everyone and a few hours of chatting, they walked me home. . . . 3rd person pov: Namjoon: did you guys like our new friend? Bts:yes! Momma Jin: but he was obviously part mouse Jimin:so? He doesn't seem scared of us! Jungkook: yeah! I like him Momma Jin: well if my children like him then I like him! Taehyung: (/^▽^)/
